When Roshar and his sisters were young, they used to play a game. It unfailingly started the same way: Inisha, slinking against a nearly translucent stone door or a wall in the palace, her arms folded over her chest. "Would you rather lose your eyes, or your ears?" Roshar's perspective on The Winner's Crime and The Winner's Kiss.

A poem written about Kestrel and Arin. Disclaimer: I do not own neither Kestrel, Arin, their personalities portrayed in this poem, or anything else. I simply own my poem. All rights go to rightful owners.

Short one shots on how the books could have been different.

After the events of The Winner's Crime. Arin receives word about Kestrel's capture and decides to save her.